Welcome to my Blog!
This blog doesn’t have a theme, but includes spiritual and Biblical reflections about people, Bible passages, and often topics of race and culture and the Kingdom of God, since I am called to such work.
The blog does have a dedicatory first entry. This blog is dedicated to Kianna, once a young girl I met while serving as a pastor in Michigan, and now wherever God, she herself, and life may have taken her.
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Kianna was in third grade. She, her younger brother Cam, and I were spending the summer running around the church parking lot in Jesus’ name (a “blacktop” neighborhood ministry). On some thickly hot days, we found refuge in my air-conditioned church office, which was also a refreshing place to talk about God. “What is baptism? …Continue Reading
I regularly enjoy the webcomic “XKCD.” (I take no responsibility for you looking that up, nor for your resultant mirth, confusion, or offense.) Here is comic #2146, “Waiting for the but…” All of XKCD’s comics also come with a post-punchline punchline. This one came with: “Listen, I’m not a fan of the Spanish Inquisition…Continue Reading
My favorite genre of literature is science fiction, which wasn’t even considered literature when it started in the 19th century. A few works, like those of Mary Shelley, Jules Verne, and HG Wells, had to stand the test of time, and a few authors had to die first so that their objections to being classified…Continue Reading
My elders had granted me a Sunday off, so it was therefore a perfect day to go spy on experience other churches. Maybe covet come back with a fresh idea or two. The first church we visited was large, not mega, but large, and had a reputation in the community for shady finances and concomitantly…Continue Reading
This past MLK Day, my wife happened to take the day to go up with my two young daughters to the Art “Institvte” of Chicago. This is a place so high-tone that misspelling words means they are fancy. I suppose if you’re one of the best art mvsevms in the world, you can get away…Continue Reading
I think it was the day we walked through the purple St. Charles Borromeo Catholic Church in St. Francis, SD (pictured). Was it in a museum there or the nearby Beuchel Memorial Lakota Museum? Perhaps it is indicative of the national self-medicating historical amnesia that neither do I remember exactly where I was. One…Continue Reading
If you’re coming into this post without having read the previous post, stop right there, buster. Read “four level of racism” first, then read this, lest you try to put new wine into old wineskins. Don’t rush to the solution without first listening to the problem, or you could fail to hear at all. Deconstruct…Continue Reading
The longer I work in multi-ethnic ministry settings, the more I wish I would have taught sooner and more insistently about this: Racism is a sin with tentacles far longer than individual prejudice, exhibiting itself at the level of groups, institutions, and society-wide systems. That’s not news, but even if we acknowledge that truth,…Continue Reading
The elderly woman sat across the squared tables from me, eating her rice and dried seaweed. She was the oldest person among the dozen in the room, by far. Bob and Sue, the American retirees from Florida, were the next oldest, and everyone else seemed to be younger than 40. My wife and I…Continue Reading
One of my favorite passages in the Bible is the worship scene in Revelation 7:9-17. It’s a big party and everyone is there. Lots of humans. God’s chosen from the Hebrews, Jews, and everybody else. Representative leaders from the great God episodes of all time (the 24 elders, possibly to be taken as representing the…Continue Reading
One of the funny things I’ve noticed about our suburb, Lansing, IL, is the noise. It’s not just the rumble-thrum of I-80 one mile north of my house, nor even the monthly summer “cruise nights” that bring classic cars with classic mufflers to line Ridge Road, it’s that people in my burb like to make…Continue Reading